Amen to that. I remember my siblings and I use to go to my grandparents house and we would complain when we couldn't eat any german chocolate and my oma from Germany would beat the piss out of us with a wooden straining spoon when she caught us trying to break into the cabinetYep. We ain't seen diddly squat compared to the depression folks.
My grandpa met and married her after WW2 in Germany. They were tough as nails after both going through the war. Atleast we have the memories and photos
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